Promise: Clementine x Male Reader

The Most Dangerous Game

Life was hard for this man, he wasn't a great person as everyone thought he was, he wasn't even a leader at this time, two years into the apocalypse and the man stayed with his wife stayed at the town which is now known as Jamestown, with a few other people, one group with their own child

Jonas: Adam, how do things look around this area?

Adam: They look bleak Jonas

Jonas: Darn it... Those rotters are at it out there

Adam: Must smell some food

Jonas: This place won't work much longer we have to get better walls, for now, they may help against the dead yes, but it may only do so much for them

Adam: And you're suggesting what?

Jonas: We rebuild them maybe, flimsy fences like these will just get us killed

Adam: Do we any idea where to get the materials for that

Jonas: Yes actually, back at root thirty-four they had a huge construction site building a new courthouse, anyway a lot of things were left behind there enough for us to fix this town and make it more safer for the kids

Adam: Well that all sounds great...

Jonas: But?

Adam: You gotta convince your wife, I'm not trying to get into a marital dispute on your account, Jonas

Jonas: She isn't very fond on all of my ideas... I guess you think this place will just make itself greater, but it won't unless we work to fix that together as a people

Adam: I hear you man, you're making sense here... Just talk with her and convince her it's gotta go down this way

Jonas: Any thoughts or ideas on how I could accomplish that?

Adam: As I said, I'm neither here nor there... That's up to you and her

Jonas: Oh yes, thanks for thy help you've bestowed upon me

Adam: Certainly

And with that he left to his home while Adam watched the priority which seemed to be seeing more action day by day, the dead found a feeding ground of people and didn't want to release them, after getting home Jonas sits down upon his bed with a candlelit next to him and his wife across from him

Jamie: Hey babe what are you reading?

Jonas: It's a book about the thirteen colonies and how they formed creating America for us how we know it now

Jamie: Well now we know it as a place filled with growlers

Jonas: Oh, that's what we call them now?

Jamie: Better than Stinkers

Jonas: Oh, you can blame Adam for that name

Jamie: Have any betters name for the dead

Jonas: Rotters, maybe

Jamie: Oh my gosh, where do you come up with this crap?

Jonas: They rot away, we don't just as simple as that

Jamie: Well we don't exactly have shower water

Jonas: And that's one of the many reasons we need to work on this place, if we want this to last we have to work upon it, you don't just throw bait into the water and expect a feeding frenzy to occur, you throw multiple buckets of bait into the water to attract more prey